Category: Fish This!
Jul 13, 2018
The evening sun hung low within a steel-colored sky.
May 29, 2018
When I was a teenager living in Tampa, I often walked a three mile long white sand beach fishing for redfish as vast armies of blood-red fiddler crabs scattered into tiny holes.
Apr 30, 2018
Looking for answers in a remote stream on southern Baranoff Island. PHOTO BY ANDREW CREMATA A...
Sep 29, 2017
There were moments during the busy summer season when the relentless waves of the world’s rising tide began lapping at my threshold.
Aug 25, 2017
I eagerly worked my way down to the lake by way of a rocky streambed where fireweed seemed to magically grow in between round river stones.
Jun 23, 2017
“There he goes. One of God’s own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even...